Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece.
The most important lessons anyone could be ever be taught about were as followed:
Birth/bərTH/
noun
The emergence of a baby or other young from the body of its mother; the start of life as a physically separate being.
Life/līf/
noun
The condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity, and continual change preceding death.
The existence of an individual human being or.
The period between the birth and death of a living thing, especially a human being.
Death/deTH/
noun
The action or fact of dying or being killed; the end of the life of a person or organism.
These terms were essential - all too important - because these were the phases of an average life span. It didn't matter if the being in question faced them at varying intervals - earlier than they are meant to or perfectly on time - these were the guidelines everything organic followed to the tee and that was the that.
Birth. Life. Death and nothing more.
But, for now, humor the existence of something after the fabled eternal rest.
Now some believed in a place where a person ascended to if they were "good".
Heav·en/ˈhevən/
noun
A place regarded in various religions as the abode of God (or the gods) and the angels and of the good after death, often traditionally depicted as being above the sky.
Others, in a realm where people descended to when they were "bad".
Hell/hel/
noun
A place regarded in various religions as a spiritual realm of evil and suffering, often traditionally depicted as a place of perpetual fire beneath the earth where the wicked are punished after death.
These metaphysical realms go by various names and were held to a very specific religious standard by many - including her.
So imagine the surprise she felt when she - who grew up trusting in these places, these ideas and concepts - opened her eyes to see not burning flames or puffy clouds and pure white wings but pale blue and a naked brown body that held her tight within its clutches.
Shocked and terrified to her core, the only thing she could do was scream.
And so she did.
It was a high pitched shriek, positively shrill and full of terror and confusion and - and...bubbles?
It took her addled mind perhaps a few seconds to figure out that she should not be making that kind of sound nor should there be - whatever the fuck that was!
Something was wrong her mind whispered and from there, it was a chain reaction of realizations.
She felt small, she was weak, and she didn't know what was going on. She was cold and frightened, unable to lift her own body. She wasn't dead, she was somewhere strange with someone - something - even stranger holding her in its clutches.
She wasn't trapped beneath the waves of a storm listening to rain pelt against the shore. She wasn't feeling the last few frantic beats of her heart fade off into an unnatural stillness as she suffocated painfully.
Indigo Collier, that street smart girl from the islands, had no one she knew she could rely on. No familiar faces or features, only the blue and this woman who held her close to her bare bosom to depend on because she had no other choice.
And just as the hysteria started to clamber up her spine the woman spoke - slicing clean through her confusion with an earth shaking rumble of her voice that Indigo felt in her bones.
"Hello, little-thing-born-anew-from-my-body." This maybe not woman - for Indigo knew of the tales of creatures with human faces and magic in their bones - spoke. "we finally meet-join-touch."
And then there was something pushing inside her - something unseen and near painful and as her cries rung from her throat she felt fingers brush over her lips in something that was part comfort and part fascination.
"The sea-home-hearth has heard your cry." The maybe not woman murmured as everything around them seemed to shake and spin and warp and the being's body began to blur and darken and spread. "Already you pull the tides to a frenzy-fever-fight and you do not even mean it."
And at that Indigo grew fearful for mayhaps she had been pulled away by a servant of La Sirene and exchanged with some kind of changeling. And she didn't know what to do other than completely shut down because somehow, by some power, she had been taken under the waves and ended up Elsewhere.
Of course, she was wrong but it wouldn't be until a little while later where she would realize she had been reborn and not taken Adrift.
Re·in·car·na·tion/rē-inkär'nāSHən/
noun
The rebirth of a soul in a new body.
I have always wanted to make a Shanks' kid story but like all the ideas were really taken already so I came up with something new. Basically yall know the myths sea creatures (whether it be gods, goddesses, or nymphs etc) gain a human form and find a strong partner to have a kid with. And sometimes it's seen as a gift for doing a deed or for being a warrior worthy of the creature's attention. So essentially Triton - Jupiter's Parent Figure (who she calls mom, dad, and birth giver since Triton can be any gender they want lmao) had a child for Shanks partly because they wanted a kid and because Shanks defended their part of the sea for a few years and impressed Triton.
I also wanted to do a Shanks' story where the kid looks nothing like Shanks because usually, the kid has red hair or Shanks' face and that's not to say that Jupiter does not look like Shanks bc she does have some physical traits but overall she's a near carbon copy of Triton. This way she'll basically have to convince Shanks and badger him because I'm sure a lot of people try to push kids on him.
You can see Jupiter in the story's cover. I made a wanted poster for her! Her full like actual name is Jupiter the Trident but she won't get a name from Triton until she's three because of sea king reasons ha ha. And yes, Jupiter's weapon is a trident and a bad ass one at that.
Also yes this introduction may seem familiar sorry about that lol.
Also, also I will be making up a lot of lore in concerns to mermaids and sea kings and stuff of the like. If you wanna talk OP with me then hmu with a pm!